Chapter 105
Ivy’s POV
Blondie was the girl he had plastered all over his social media, the same one he had brought to dinner. He went out to get her, and they returned not long after.
“Hello,” she said, glancing at me and giving a small wave.
I shot her a glare and hissed, “Stay away from me.”
Her gaze dropped, avoiding mine. She was beautiful; I couldn’t deny that. I could see why he would want her. I shook my head and shut my eyes. “Stop this madness, Asher!”
“It shouldn’t matter to you, right?” he said with a raised brow. “So, sit still, flower.”
My heart hammered in my chest as he sat back down, and she dropped to her knees in front of him.
A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips, making him look unbearably handsome. “Oh, heading straight to business,” he murmured, caressing her
cheek as she scooted closer, positioning herself between his legs.
She began working on the zipper of his pants.
I blinked rapidly, my voice shaking. “Asher…”
“What is it, Ivy?” he asked, his eyes dark with mischief. “What do you want?”
“Get me out of these restraints, Asher!” I pleaded, my tone bordering on desperation.
But he didn’t budge. He cupped the woman’s cheek, staring into her eyes. “You know what to do, flower. Say the magic words. Beg me to leave her alone. Tell me you want me and that you’ll never see that dickhead again.”
“I’d be lying to you,” I spat through clenched teeth.
“Okay then, flower. Sit pretty and watch.” He reclined in his chair, giving the girl his full attention.
She resumed tugging at his belt, and before I knew it, it was off.
“You know, Kat, my wife said she doesn’t care if I’m with another woman because she wants to be with another man,” he said mockingly.
She pushed his pants down further and reached for his shorts/
“Stop,” I croaked, my voice barely audible. But they didn’t stop.
Asher reached behind her, unzipping the little dress she wore. The straps slipped off her shoulders, revealing a lacy white bra. From behind, I could tell she was at least a D–cup–much larger than I was.
My heart ached as I watched, and then I screamed, “Asher!”
She was already tugging at the waistband of his shorts when he paused, lifting his gaze to meet mine. His brown eyes, like molten chocolate, locked with mine. Despite my anger and every reason I had to stay mad at him, I was in love with this man. Even now, bound and watching him with another woman,
I loved him.
I shut my eyes, fighting back tears. “Please, Asher, please…” I begged.
“What is it, flower? Use your words,” he said, his voice teasing.
“I want you, Asher. I want you. Please, don’t do this…” I glanced at the girl, still crouched in front of him. “Get away from my husband!” Tyelled-
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Chapter 105
Asher broke into a smile.
The girl scrambled to her feet, hurriedly fixing her clothes. She grabbed her purse and rushed out.
Asher rose to his feet, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. “Say those words again, flower…”
Now I was back to being furious. “Get me out of these restraints, Asher!”
“In a moment, flower,” he replied. He climbed onto the bed and touched my crotch. I shuddered, feeling how soaking wet my panties were.
“You’re oddly aroused by this, flower. Do you want to share me?” he teased, his tone maddeningly playful. “Because if you don’t, I want you to know that
I don’t want to share you, not at all. And if I see that man again, I’ll kill him,” he swore.
I searched his eyes, hoping to find a trace of humor, but there was none. He wasn’t joking.
I swallowed hard. “I didn’t sleep with him,” I admitted softly. “Not yet.”
He grinned. “I know. If I thought you did, he’d already be dead.” His voice was quiet but no less intense. “So dead.”
“I care about you, Ivy,” he continued. “So much. I care about protecting what’s mine.”
I froze as his words settled heavily between us. “What’s yours?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Yes,” he said, stepping closer. His hand reached out, gently brushing my cheek. “You’re mine, Ivy. And I’m not going to let anyone take what’s mine.”
AD
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